here I go, to wonderland
off in my sleep, with wings of silk and satin
I can fly high above the clouds
where time no longer exists and I am free from the burdens of the past
the darkness fades as I transcend to light
a flicker of a thought, a past, hopes of the future
blow away with the flutter of my wings
for I am free for the moment in my fantasy
the wonderland takes me in its arms,
sweeps me up to the shimmering, unknown atmosphere
where I wander the translucent pathways of my mind
Jul 27, 2011
Jul 27, 2011 at 4:12 PM UTC
here I go, to wonderland
off in my sleep, with wings of silk and satin
I can fly high above the clouds
where time no longer exists and I am free from the burdens of the past
the darkness fades as I transcend to light
a flicker of a thought, a past, hopes of the future
blow away with the flutter of my wings
for I am free for the moment in my fantasy
the wonderland takes me in its arms,
sweeps me up to the shimmering, unknown atmosphere
where I wander the translucent pathways of my mind